Barbara Dickson - Singing Bird lyrics

I have seen the lark soar high at morn Heard his song up in the blue I have heard the blackbird pipe his note The thrush and the linnet too But there's none of them can sing so sweet My singing bird as you My singing bird as you If I could lure my singing bird From his own cosy nest If I could catch my singing bird I would warm him on my breast But there's none of them can sing so sweet My singing bird as you Oh, I will climb a high, high tree And I'll rob a wild bird's nest And I'll bring back my singing bird To the arms that I love best But there's none of them can sing so sweet My singing bird as you My singing bird as you